One more chance (Jungkook x reader)

You still love him

You bit your lip in confliction, trying to decide on what to say.

His mere presence and the suggestiveness of his comment left you speechless on what to say to his question.

Should you give him one more chance?

After all the shit he pulled and the pain he caused you, his sudden confusion left you dumbstruck and numb; you were in pain but you weren't feeling the whole gravitational pull of his statement.

It was bold, loud, heartfelt, and clear, he made sure that you heard it so that you'd never forget his clarification to your feelings. But,... he had so many chances to take you into his arms and admit his love for you instead of pushing you away; damaging you to the extent of you not being able to find the clarity and resolution that you desperately need.

You heaved in a heavy sigh and looked up to the ceiling, the eye contact you were both maintaining made you feel sick to the stomach. Any more and you swore that bile would rise up your through, making it's way out of your mouth and onto his sickeningly beautiful features.

Staring at the ceiling didn't help you come up with your answer at all, it only added to the increasing tension present in the room.

You had to consider multiple aspects of the question before giving your answer, what he did to you made you realize that you couldn't always follow your foolish heart.

Him toying with your feelings and treating them like air made you fall into another man's arms, no matter how much you refused that man; denying him of the affection he desired, he stayed with you.

Jin, you had to consider Jin.

He made your heart speed up, and made your face flush with joy whenever he came around. He made you feel like a queen, gorgeous, unstoppable.

Jin only saw you in his eyes, and went out of the way to please you; ensuring your comfort and being your rock when you were clearly still in love with one of his close friends.

You couldn't imagine how much pain Jin was really in and was put through because of you. When you disappeared from the party to try and warn Jungkook about what Minjee would do, he chased after you, ensuring that both of you were found. He risked his own safety and put away his needs to tend to you.

You couldn't deny the attraction that both of you always had for each other, even as small children with no awareness present of illicit intentions you felt the pull.

There was one moment you remembered so clearly in your head, you used to dream about it and you still do.

It was a warm sunny day in the summer of your eighth birthday, the seven boys were there at your birthday party, no one else but them; you didn't have many friends who stuck by to you for who you were, they were always interested in the boys present at your birthday party.

Your hair was pulled up into pigtails and your hands were together, sitting in the field ready to blow the candles out of your cake.

The harmony of their voices made you so overjoyed with happiness and you blew the candles out one by one, there were 8 candles.

You and the seven boys added up to eigth.

Your little group of 8, your favourite number, and your favourite memory.

Jin kissed you that day.

You remember it now, but you don't remember what he told you that day as he took your hand.

You've always thought that the kiss didn't mean anything, but everything hits you full force and you find yourself gasping in the closet in front of Jungkook.

As Jin gave you a peck on the lips.

He stole your first kiss, Jungkook didn't.

It was Jin.

He mouthed, "I love you."

Jungkook sighed, and smiled at you sadly.

He placed his had onto of your head and kissed your forehead gently.

"I shouldn't pressure you to choose."

"I know you love Jin too, but I'm willing to change and be better for you." He whispered, as his eyes pooled up with tears once more, rolling down his soft cheeks.

He titled your head with his fingers under your chin and gave you a soft, and innocent kiss.

He sniffed, wiping his tears, as he tried to smile.

"I know he was there, I know I wasn't. I know I tried to deny everything for the years I was with you. I lost you." He shook alittle with each word.

He tried to wipe all of his tears away, and you found yourself easing your hand to help wipe his tears, not knowing that you were crying as well.

He leaned into your hand tenderly, and his lips trembled.

"I've always known that you were my soulmate."

He cried.

"But I saw you and Jin kiss in the field alone on your eighth birthday."

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He laughed, broken, as you drew you into his arms gently.

"Is it too much to ask you to love me again?"